I am alive
March 26, 2008
I had the flu. The culture at the doctor's office came back positive for influenza. I did have to remind myself I probably was not going to die. But I had new appreciation for how people die during the flu pandemics. I felt horrible on Wed, Thurs, Friday. Saturday was slightly better, with a relapse on Sunday. Monday was better. Tuesday was all about trying to join the ranking for worst birthday ever. I got no stitches so 29 still rocks that category. Today...better.
Guess I'll get that flu shot next year.
March 19, 2008
It is almost spring. I am ill. Note to my stomach--there is nothing there anymore. Please stop trying to check that out.
Henry is much improved. Rob has escaped, so far. Miranda came home from school Monday with an upset stomach, but we diagnosed that as a case of tight pants.
I hate being sick. I especially hate being sick when I have to watch a 4 year old all day. And I can't convince him to play "3 hour nap."
Ninjas versus Pirates
March 16, 2008
Henry has a fever, headache and vomiting. Day 2. He starts refusing Tylenol when he starts feeling really icky, at least in past illnesses. And so we concocted a tale, that the pirates were ravaging his body. But the nInjas in the medicine would fight the pirates. And he would then pee out the pirates in the bathroom. It worked, in that he took the Tylenol and about 30 minutes later, he asked for soup, his lips stopped looking so dry from the water he drank, and he got off the couch. Go Ninjas!
Early this week Henry said to me. "There are two kind of Ps in the world. The P(ea)s you eat and the P(ee) that comes out of you in the bathroom."
Me: Oh really.
But I couldn't think of another P, beyond the letter and that seemed to be cutting the point too finely.
I meant to take a photo
March 10, 2008
Why has life felt so darn un-photogenic lately? I've got nothing.
The snow will not go away. The temperature rises above freezing, but the ice or snow just stays there. It shrinks, minutely. But I want to see vast swaths of my sodden brown lawn. I want to let Henry go outside and think, it's just muddy. Winter, I was never that into you, but we are so over. Just accept it and head to the southern hemisphere.
In other news--Happy Birthday V. 4 years old has been pretty special around here. I hope we see you soon!
And Happy Birthday S. It has been a long time since I saw you on your birthday. Strange how my life used to be all about March birthdays and now my astrological center has shifted. February and August...who knew?
Happy Birthday Mom
March 9, 2008
It goes to show that you really have to keep doing things for them to keep happening. Going to the gym. Eating healthy food. Stopping playing Spider solitaire. Drinking less beer. Writing a blog.
It is my mother's birthday today. She promised the children that we would go to Stone Fire Pizza to celebrate. We decided to go for lunch, to escape the crowds. And to go right when they opened. This was a slight miscalculation. We waited for 10-15 minutes after it opened to get through the check out line. And the crowd was heavy right away. It was much worse by 2 pm. The children had a fairly good time. Rob did not enjoy the crowd. My mom and dad chased Henry, ate pizza and were very tired when we left. On the way home, my mom and Henry feel asleep. And they both napped for an hour or two when we got home. Miranda was even tired enough to play quietly. I gorged on a wedding marathon on WE TV. Note to the people on Bulging Brides--buy your dress a size too big. What were you thinking, ordering it a size too small? Wedding TV is entertaining mostly because you get to make judgments...it isn't where you could survive on an island or compete in a ninja competition--but would you waste $20K on one day? How would you waste it? And a wedding planner may be the most fun sounding and least fun being job I can imagine.
On the topic of my mom's birthday--I hope she had a terrific day. And I doubt any of us will plan on spending our special day at Stone Fire again for a long time. It does make me think that when we do make it to Disney, some day, we'll have to nap every afternoon. We are not entertainment endurance athletes.